Random stranger: Hi there sweetie! You're so cute! How old is she?
Mrs. MidAtlantic: Not quite one! Say thank you, Laura. Thank you!
Mrs. MidAtlantic: Ok, now where were we? That's right. We have to go back to the produce aisle now that you have your little snack. We need something green. Ooh! Asparagus! And you know what? I'll just get the rest frozen. That way it won't go bad if I forget about it. Oh, but you do like sweet potatoes, so let's find a few good ones. No, Laura. Please don't grab the lemons. C'mon. We gotta keep moving! Vroom! Vroom! Let's head over to dairy! We need milk, eggs, pie crust, cheese, and some more baby yogurt. Which flavor of Yo Baby smells the least offensive? We'll go with banana. Yuck. But I guess I'm glad you like it, right?
Mrs. MidAtlantic: Uh oh... Oh come on, Laura. Please don't lose it now! We still have a few aisles to go, and we still need to get through check-out! Oh lord. Okay, we'll speed shop. Have another cracker.
This was written from the Red Writing Hood prompt, "Dialogue," over at The Red Dress Club. If you have been to the grocery store with a baby, you can completely understand the one-sided dialogue that occurs!
Nichole 92p · 740 weeks ago
I am all too familiar with the supermarket race...the bargaining, the pleading, the desperation.
You described it perfectly.
thewordpirate 11p · 740 weeks ago
Cheryl @ Mommypants · 740 weeks ago
Good times.
SAM 83p · 740 weeks ago
I can definitely relate!
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Diana · 740 weeks ago
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